An Order Prescribed, by Is. W., to two of her Younger Sisters Serving in London

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Good sisters mine, when I
shall further from you dwell,
Peruse these lines, observe the rules
which in the same I tell.
So shall you wealth possess,
and quietness of mind:
And all your friends to see the same,
a treble joy shall find.

In mornings when you rise,
forget not to commend
Your selves to God, beseeching him
from dangers to defend
Your souls and bodies both,
your parents and your friends,
Your teachers and your governers.
So pray you that your ends
May be in such a sort
as God may pleasèd be:
To live to die, to die to live,
with him eternally.

Then justly do such deeds
as are to you assigned:
All wanton toys, good sisters now,
exile out of your mind.
I hope you give no cause
whereby I should suspect,
But this I know, too many live
that would you soon infect.
If God do not prevent,
or with his grace expell,
I cannot speak, or write too much,
because I love you well.

Your business soon dispatch
and listen to no lies,
Nor credit every fained tale,
that many will devise.
For words they are but wind,
yet words may hurt you so,
As you shall never brook the same,
if that you have a foe.
God shield you from all such
as would by word or bill
Procure your shame, or never cease
till they have wrought you ill.

See that you secrets seal,
tread trifles under ground:
If to rehearsal oft you come,
it will your quiet wound.
Of laughter be not much,
nor over solemn seem,
For then be sure they'll compt you light
or proud will you exteem.
Be modest in a mean,
be gentle unto all:
Though cause they give of contrary
yet be to wrath no thrall.
Refer you all to him,
that sits above the skies:
Vengeance is his, he will revenge,
you need it not devise.

And sith that virtue guides,
where both of you do dwell:
Give thanks to God, and painful be
to please your rulers well.
For fleeting is a foe,
experience hath me taught:
The rolling stone doth get no moss
your selves have heard full oft.
Your business being done,
and this my scroll perused,
The day will end, and that the night
by you be not abused.
I something needs must write:
take pains to read the same.
Henceforth my life as well as pen
shall your examples frame.

Your Masters gone to bed,
your Mistresses at rest,
Their daughters all with haste about
to get themselves undrest.
See that their plate be safe,
and that no spoon do lack,
See doors and windows bolted fast
for fear of any wrack.
Then help if need there be,
to do some household thing:
If not, to bed, referring you
unto the heavenly King.
Forgetting not to pray
as I before you taught,
And giving thanks for all that he
hath ever for you wrought.
Good Sisters, when you pray,
let me remembered be:
So will I you, and thus I cease,
till I your selves do see.
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